A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

Above the island, Han Li in a silver mask dripped a drop of spiritual fluid from his head to his mouth, then looked at the vial in his hand and revealed the colour of his indulgence.

This is the fifth drop of spiritual fluid he drips in. The golden light outside the mask did not diminish at all, but the outermost flame was slightly smaller than it was at the beginning. It seems that after such a long period of consumption, the other party is starting to lose support. I'm sure another time will come when he's out of his misery.

Thinking about it, Han Li's hands glistened white and calmly put the vial in the storage bag, while looking up at the clouds in the sky, the frowns couldn't help but wrinkle.

The green column and the variation in the sky just now, he naturally sees clearly. And that light column came from the direction of Kotani, it seems that Yuan Yao Shi caused it. Though I don't know the details over there, looking at the clouds on top doesn't look like the rehearsal was done.

These thoughts flashed in Han Li's mind and quickly placed the back of his head. He couldn't help but think about it until he had escaped from Golden Light.

Now he exhaled lightly, and the magic treasures in his body began to leap to try, while the silver wings that had disappeared behind him appeared again if nothing.

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Wen Tianren floating over the golden flame, instead of the color of pride when trapping Han Li, his face was gray and covered with a light black gas. The golden horn between his eyebrows, compared to yesterday, is only a third of what it was. Become only a few inches long.

Now this six-party preacher is a little scary with a gloomy face. The heart is even more frightened and angry, with a hint of hidden fear.

How powerful is this golden flame? He who is no longer master of the magic treasure, is clearer.

He began to say that it was an exaggeration to be able to support each other under a golden flame for a while. In his true mind, even half an hour is hard to come by.

In this way, although he has lost some energy, it is worthwhile to destroy this scourge.

But an hour later, the other party moved a little in the golden flame, which surprised him a little.

At one point, the other's breath had not disappeared, and his face was shocked.

Two hours later, Han Li shielded himself and Wen Tianren completely felt bad.

He seemed to think he was doing something stupid. The other party is not afraid to go on with his powers.

Obviously it's not what you have on you to speed up your recovery, it's what you have in there.

And as far as he knows, the only thing that can quickly restore magic is that rare and unusual spiritual liquid for 10,000 years. Is it true that they have this thing?

Wen Tianjin quickly guessed the truth!

But now he's ridden a tiger. First, most of the true demon incarnation was destroyed, and then Eight Gate Golden Light Mirror was used at all costs. He's fallen a lot now.

Let Han stand out and spell hard, the odds will never be too high.

However, Wen Tianren also knows that the tens of thousands of years of spiritual liquid, an anti-heavenly object, is unlikely to carry much on the body of a general monk.

So after his heart flashed, he continued to lose the real one to refine Han Li with this golden flame.

When he spells this time back, he must shut down for twenty or thirty years to restore his energy. He must also use this golden flame to exhaust the other party's psychic medicine and refine the other party into ash.

And this impasse is now.

Every minute during this period, the Six Paths will be handed down a gorgeous iron and blue score.

By now, the silver mask in the golden flame was still abnormal and showed no signs of collapse.

Wen Tianren herself can't last long.

Now he only has a sudden spin in his head, trying to escape the predicament. And the appearance of the green light column just now made its mind move and hid an idea.

“Purple Spirit! You go where he came from now and get his people. The man should have little resistance during the critical period of application.” Wen Tianren rubbed some dry lips, suddenly cold against the distant purple spirit fairy commanded. The appearance of tenderness and elegance to the teenage girl, instead, revealed a slight vicious colour.

After listening to this, the Purple Spirit Fairy stayed where she was, and her color changed slightly.

This struggle has really challenged this woman's reason. She thought Han Li in the golden flame could not last much longer, but now that the night has passed, Han Li is safe, but Wen Tianren is in a dilemma. It's horrible to this woman!

Today, when Wen Tianjin's words entered Purple Spirit's ear, she was extremely intelligent and she understood the other party's intentions.

This Young Master of the Inverse Star Alliance intends to use the magician to blackmail Han Li and throw him a mouse whiskey!

I'm sure Han Li, since he is willing to be his protector, should have a good relationship.

However, this means that this six-passenger, who has always had a very high self-esteem, has actually reached the point of depletion of the mountain, and even this unseemly means has been used.

Purple Spirit replied coldly and did not act as promised.

Wen Tianjin saw the scene, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and the sound became gloomy.

“Why? Do you think the book is going down so badly that you can't resist it? Or were you too reluctant to join the Alliance and want to defeat it? But don't forget! The Alliance is now dominating most of the turbulent sea. Where can you escape with one of your early brothers? Do as the book tells you. I can pretend that the act of resistance just now has never happened and will not be pursued.” Wen Tianren's words are both soft and hard to apply. Purple Spirit Fairy changed its color and turned his head to look at the gold flame, his heart temporarily hesitated.

Just before this woman had a choice, the sky in the distance was glowing, and when it was closer, Purple Spirit and Wen Tianren recognized the nuns of the herd car almost simultaneously.

At first sight, Wen Tianjin was delighted. And the Purple Spirit Fairy laughed in her heart for a while.

These foundational women were nothing at first, but now that they are here, they are helping Wen Tianren greatly!

But without waiting for the purple spirit fairy's mouth to laugh bitterly, vanish from sight.

In the air, opposite the nuns, a dozen other rays of light flew in. They come in different colors, strong and weak.

Almost as soon as the women's front legs arrived, they flew backwards into front of them.

At this moment they stared stunned at everything in the field and at the courtesy of the beautiful nun who was looking forward to Wen Tianren's courtesy. They couldn't help but make a slight commotion and then no-one spoke face to face.

Wen Tianren saw this and looked a little fierce.

He grinned and was about to say something, but suddenly he changed his mind and looked to the side of the island, his face was a little suspicious.

Others saw this, felt somewhat mysterious, and others looked at it with confusion.

“What the hell is that?” At first glance, a man shouted.

Just in the direction of their arrival, a black line that overlooks the edge is rapidly flowing from above the sea. Fast and incredible.

“Is it ghost fog?” It was just a moment of effort, and the other person shouted in shock and immediately drove away in the light.

That's when the others finally saw it. What kind of black line is that? Distinction is an endless sea of inky mist, just like living, flowing here.

Suddenly, the other monks were in turmoil, and other things could be taken into account, all turned into light and scattered.

Wen Tianren and Purple Spirit reveal astonishment.

Thereafter, Purple Spirit stomped unhesitatingly, turning into a red light.

Wen Tianren looked at the gold flame below with a nervous color. After the cold flash in his eyes, he bit his teeth, and a large mouth of sperm blood sprayed onto the gold flame, which suddenly rose by three points.

Wen Tianren's body glistened and flew away as a golden rainbow. The ladies followed closely and fled.

But then something incredible happened.

The monks who flew not far away suddenly fell on the island like birds with arrows.

There are also the maids of Wen Tianjin in the same situation. The same body was unstable and the surprise appearance dropped out of the air.

Their flying magic machines, seemingly ingenious at this moment, have all lost their spirituality.

Purple Spirit Fairy and Wen Tianjin, also flew out for a few more moments. Just on the edge of the island, the surrounding glow disappeared into the deep sea.

Meanwhile, the golden flame that stayed in place swayed for a few moments and turned off clean, revealing the original shape of the eight small mirrors, revealing the silver mask inside.

As soon as this mask appeared, it “pounded” and turned into a star point, breaking apart by itself.

Han Li revealed his shocked face inside!

He had taken into account what had happened to others, but had not yet waited for Han Li, who was uncertain, to figure out what had happened.

He was overwhelmed with spirituality and could not bring up any magic, and the whole person fell from the sky, like a mortal. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)